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Fallen Angels - text

The gates of hell are open let our souls get in my trip is not in vain Devil's dance is made for me

Fallen angels this is our fucking destiny

The gates of hell are open let our souls get in my trip is not in vain Devil's dance is made for me
I feel I'm crucified, by the tree of unfortunity consummed so silently. No need to hear, those prays will never change my fate, consummed so silently.
As I walkthrought my blindness I feel so better for all those faults I have made them before.
No one can take me over and no one lives for the others maybe one day you and mill get lost in paradise

Fallen angels, we fight with broken wings!
Fallen angels

Disacrated our cot we're lost between the lands of grief, there's deep inside my own, a bloody hurt which never closes I feel I'm crucified by the tree of unfortunity I have no need to hear those prays will never change enough
My sin!

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